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Chapter 39

June 4th

Grayson- 7 weeks

Asher's POV

I sat up from the couch at the sound of the door opening.  I've put this off for way too long.  "The important people are home" my parents laugh, Herb, closing the door behind them.  "hi!" I cheer jumping off the couch. "Hello bubba" Papa smiles as Dad holds his arms open for a hug.  I smile back rushing over to hug him. 

"so what does our baby want" Dad chuckles, Papa looks down at me ruffling my hair.  "Whatever do you mean" I giggle and they both roll their eyes.  "You waited for us and practically ran over when we did get here" "yeah you haven't done that since you were thirteen" Papa adds and they both sigh at the embarrassing memories.  I was a very clingy child... I still am.

"fine..."  I mumble getting pulled away from Dad and pulled into a hug from Papa.  "I want to have a friend.... over next week..." I mumble getting quieter and quieter with every word.  "YOU HAVE A WHAT!" Dad shouts as I'm pushed out of Papa's arms this time. They both squeeze me into a hug. "Of course they can come over!" "oh we're so proud of you"  "I don't know how to react" Papa finishes cutting himself off.

"Wait should we do like a background check or something" they mumble dancing around like energetic teens.  "I never thought this day would come" Dad cries pretending to faint into Papa's arms who you could tell was contemplating letting him drop. They both get serious and turn to me. 

I give them a nervous smile my hands fiddling with my shirt.  "gender?" they begin their questions.  "uh.. boy" Papa gives me a smirk but its quickly wiped off.  "house?" dad points at me and I panic "Hufflepuff" I quickly remember and they both nod. "Age?" They narrow their eyes.  "He's a 7th year, 17 or 18" I grimace, but it seems to go by them. "height?" I look to the floor realizing how clueless I am.  "taller than me" I giggle and they both laugh.

"Name, can't believe we forgot that" Dad groans as I bite my lip holding in some more laughs "Thomas" I answer and then there questions just get weirder and weirder.  "uh eye color?" "no hair color" "are his teeth white" "Well fuck! is he nice!?" "language in front of the innocent bean, pumpkin!" "hey, isn't next week the last week of school?"   "hey, yeah it is"

"We got off topic" they groan both facepalming as I look between them, confusion written all over my face.  "Yes bubba" "Thomas can come over" they nod high-fiving each other.  "we did so well" they snicker as I hide my face behind my hands.  Even though it's just them they're so embarrassing. I still love them though, no matter what.

"Thanks Papa, thank you Dad" I smile going to hug them both.  "Listen here though" Dad cuts in, his voice serious and deep. "If he does anything to you.... you will tell us" his grip on me and Papa tighten.  "I-he won't do anything" I whisper as they release me from the hug.  How unlucky can I be, to be prone to sexual harassment? 

"Kids are like Draco these days, constantly horny and.... you're just the perfect target for them" Papa starts with a joke, but sighs laying a hand on my cheek.  "Not to mention you're such a cutie" Dad nicks my nose and I grab it my sad face gone as I giggle to myself.  I didn't believe it but it still made me feel better.

"We really need to get some....ugh papers done" they groan, and I smile nodding.  "Try to actually get it done" I laugh and they shoot me a glare even though they knew I was right.  Dad starts for the stairs Papa following behind.  He walks backwards keeping direct eye contact with me.  It would have been more intimidating if he wouldn't have stumbled on every step.